Dao Qi passed through a corridor, the corridor was quiet, although his strength was lost, but his intuition was still there, and the sense of crisis always haunted his heart, making him uneasy.

Looking at a few corpses in the corridor, Dao Yu was surprised to find that those corpses were covered with human tooth marks, and if you looked closely, those bloody and blurred places looked like they could be torn out by some kind of mammal's teeth.

Things have developed to this point, and no matter how bad the knife is, he knows that it has happened.

This is the Resident Evil apocalypse!!

Cold sweat straightened up on his forehead, and he swallowed his saliva, forcing him to stabilize his mood.

After all, he was a monk, and his strong will made him calm down quickly, and he thought to himself, although he was not proficient in spiritual attacks such as illusions, he had learned simple precautions.

He used everything he had learned about cracking illusions, but the wool didn't work......

I don't know, Mo Fan This is not an illusion, but an illusion created according to his own thoughts, combined with spiritual power, if you want to break it violently, first of all, its realm must be one realm higher than Mo Fan to be possible, as for the four second-grade little monks like Dao Qi, don't even think about it, it's impossible.

After staying in the corridor for a while, Dao Qi knew that there was no hope of cracking it, so he had to follow this "illusion" to see if there was a chance to crack it, or wait for Mo Fan to exhaust his spiritual power, and the illusion would contact it by himself.

He walked to the end of the hallway, and instead of hurrying out, he poked his head out, and there was nothing moving except for the vultures.

The smell of blood was in the air......

Dao Qi identified a small supermarket on the opposite side of the corridor, the door of the supermarket was ajar, not broken, but there was a headless corpse lying inside, from a distance, the flesh and blood inside had completely changed color and shrunk, it seemed that it had been dead for a long time.

If you want to survive in the last days, you have to occupy a place where the time is right, and you can't see the people when the time comes, but now that the location is in front of the sword, how can he not fight?

After waiting for a few minutes and making sure that there was no one, Dao Qi took a deep breath and rushed towards the supermarket with his belly straight.

After arriving at the supermarket, Dao Yi didn't dare to breathe, so he quickly closed the door first, and then found a few tables to block it.

After the security measures were arranged, he had time to look inside the supermarket, and tried to turn on the emergency lights, which shone brightly on the supermarket, and the whole house was unobstructed......

Yes, at a glance......

In addition to the food and water he wanted to see, Dao Qi also saw a male zombie limping out from behind a shelf, his mouth was torn in half, because there was still a little skin and flesh connected, so it hung on his chin, and the black gums hung with blood coagulated blood strips, even if he had seen the dead man's Dao Mi saw this scene, his heart was a little shocked.

When the zombie saw the knife, he roared, and rushed towards him, his speed was not slow, but a bit like a sports student, not only fast, but also not slow.

Dao Qi swallowed his saliva, picked up the cement fragment in his hand, and didn't know where to start.

"Roar!", Brother Gum, let's call it Brother Zombie Gum for the time being, he roared, and at this time he was only an arm's length away from the knife.

The knife is very confused, the cement fragments are melee weapons, and they are destined to not kill zombies, and if one is accidentally infected, won't he even lose his life.

Just when he was flustered, he saw a one-meter-long watermelon knife next to the checkout counter next to him, thinking that it should be the equipment that exploded from the headless corpse on the ground.

As time was running out, the knife aimed at the zombie's head and slammed the cement block over, causing it to delay for half a second.

Half a second, for a monk, may be used to decide the key victory, but when used on the body of an ordinary middle-aged man, the time seems to be shorter.

When the knife grabbed the knife with his right hand, the zombie was already holding on to his left arm.

"Look for death!", the knife holding the watermelon knife seemed to have recovered the main bone, and the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, and he simply cut off the head of the zombie neatly.

The zombie's head gurgled on the ground a few times before stopping.

Dao Qi examined the arm that was grabbed by the zombie, and although he cut off the opponent's head before being bitten, he found that when the other party grabbed his arm, the nails had already pierced deep into his skin.

Dao Qi looked at his left hand, the blood vessels at the wound gradually appeared dark black, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Although this is not his body, the pain is real, so he quickly found a rope to tighten his left arm to prevent blood from flowing all over his body.

He glanced at the knife that had just slashed the zombie, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Preparing the medical supplies to be used for a while, Dao Qi heated and disinfected the watermelon knife with an alcohol lamp, and his eyes were still looking at his left arm with complicated eyes.

At this time, his left arm was unconscious, and the part below the deltoid muscle in his shoulder was already covered with dark gray blood vessels, all of which appeared, making people's scalp tingle at a glance.

Maybe...... Pain can irritate me and force me to quit the illusion.

Thinking of this, Dao Qi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Swing the knife!

An arm fell to the ground, and a dark gray viscous liquid flowed out of it......

"Ah!", Dao Qi suppressed his voice, gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, it was obvious that this was not the result he wanted, it stands to reason that this pain should be enough to force a withdrawal, right?

Intense nerve pain and the constant bleeding of the major blood arteries interrupted his thoughts, and Dao Qi hurriedly threw the watermelon knife far aside, so as not to contaminate the medical tools he was going to use.

In the non-stop pain, the knife quickly bandaged his left arm, no, it should be his left shoulder, as for his left shoulder, he was lying quietly on the ground.

Although he didn't want to see it, he had to observe the arm that was infected by the virus.

The dark black viscous liquid, if someone wants to say that it is made of blood, I am afraid that few people want to believe it, but this is really the case, in just five minutes or so, the virus will lesion the blood from the most microscopic level, thus turning into this viscous dark black liquid.

Looking at the muscles in the lower arm, from the naked eye, the muscles have not changed, they are still bright red and tender, but if you look closely, you will find that the viscous liquid is about to invade the muscles.

Dao Qi observed for a while, only to see that the muscles had completely turned into a dark black appearance, and even shrunk a little.

He couldn't help but sigh, this virus is really terrifying! If it were placed in the real world, it would definitely turn it into the end of the world......

(End of chapter)